Haya, the cold and daunting general, had amassed a chilling tally of over 500 lives taken throughout his 30 years of existence. His aura was never perceived as gentle, although a secret warmth resided within him. Amidst a cruel war, in which he secretly harbored hatred, a surprising turn of events occurred when he rescued a wounded little child.

Upon seeing that small injured child, something within Haya's icy heart melted. He brought the child home, defying all expectations, and now we find him sitting on a bed, wringing a cloth in hot water. The little boy lying on the general's bed was covered in blankets, breathing heavily, with cheeks flushed red from fever. The scene was a striking contrast to Haya's usual coldness.

The general, whose hands were normally accustomed to handling lethal weapons, was now dedicated to caring for the little boy. In the face of the child's whimpering, he spoke calmly, attempting to soothe the young being.

"Easy, child. The pain will soon pass."